B.O.R.D.U.M.B. Lyrics

Sweet little girl, don't you wanna come around?
Smoke a cigarette or just hang out
I've got a movie, it's Flesh Eaters 3

You get scared, you know you can hold my hand
Throw up, you know I've got a bucket of sand
And a takeaway pizza for two

Watch the sun come up
Cus you know I can't sleep
(No, I can't sleep)
You won't get out my mind
Yeah, I'm a creep

I'd buy you flowers if I could afford them
I just want you to kill my bordumb

Little girl, won't you put a bullet in my
Little girl, won't you put a bullet in my
Sweet little girl, won't you put a bullet in my bordumb

No inspiration
Yeah I can't think
(No, I can't think)
You won't get out my mind
You know it stinks

Anxiety, thinking about breathing
I'd let you chew my bubblegum even

Little girl, won't you put a bullet in my
Little girl, won't you put a bullet in my
Sweet little girl, won't you put a bullet in my bordumb

One, two, three, four

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Sweet little girl, don't you wanna come around?
Smoke a cigarette or just hang out
I've got a movie, it's Flesh Eaters 3

You get scared, you know you can hold my hand
Throw up, you know I've got a bucket of sand
And a takeaway pizza for two

Watch the sun come up
Cus you know I can't sleep
You won't get out my mind
Yeah, I'm a creep

All the times I've been calling
Are all the phone calls that you've been ignoring
I'm on my own, alone until the morning
They say you're bored because you're fucking boring
Boring
Boring

But sweet little girl, won't you put a bullet in my
Sweet little girl, won't you put a bullet in my
Sweet little girl, won't you put a bullet in my bordumb
A bullet in my bordumb
A bullet in my B-O-R-D-U-M-B
A bullet in my-